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Chapter 1100 You protect all living beings, I will protect you¡¾44¡¿

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    The old abbot and the others chanted sutras continuously for three days, and there were countless imperial doctors running around every day.

    Yan Fan could only look at them and shake his head and sigh. They said that His Highness's pulse was weakening day by day, and the sword was only two centimeters away from his heart at that time.  They worked tirelessly to turn the tide and snatch His Highness away from the Palace of Hell.  But who would have thought that His Highness would fall into a deep sleep because of this.

    There was an imperial doctor who accidentally let it slip. She said that maybe His Highness didn¡¯t want to wake up, or maybe he was hurt because of something and didn¡¯t want to face it after waking up.

    As soon as the imperial doctor finished speaking, the other imperial doctors shut up.

    Everyone went to rest for the time being, and Yan Fan secretly came to Shen Wanqing's bedside.

    The girl's eyes were closed tightly, her pale lips were pursed, her face was bloodless, and she was eerily quiet.

    He looked deeply at the girl's face, his eyes full of nostalgia, Yan Fan reached out and held the girl's hand tremblingly.

    Her fingers were terribly cold, and Yan Fan covered her hand in his palm, trying to keep her warm.

    "Your Highness Yan Fan, please please wake up, please?"

    "Yan Fan regrets it, Yan Fan Yan Fan wants to stay with His Highness. If he had known that this would happen, Yan Fan would definitely follow His Highness that day"

    "As long as you wake up, Yan Fan will listen to His Highness in everything"

    "Open your eyes and see if Yan Fan is okay is he okay Qingqing"

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, but Yan Fan couldn¡¯t cover the girl¡¯s hand. He felt that her hand seemed to be colder than before.

    Yan Fan panicked, his long eyelashes trembling. He looked at the unconscious girl lying on the bed, as confused as a child who couldn't find a home.

    "Qingqing don't leave me, okay"

    "Please, look at me."

    Yan Fan held Shen Wanqing's hand, and he kissed the back of the girl's hand with piety and awe.

    The enchanting peach blossom eyes were already red, and the cinnabar mole between the eyebrows was bright red.

    Yan Fan closed his eyes, and his thin and soft pale lips gently touched the girl's palm.

    He murmured, "If His Highness is gone, Yan Fan will have no meaning in living."

    "¡­¡­fool"

    The voice was very soft and light, seeming helpless.

    Yan Fan paused, his long eyelashes trembling, and when he raised his eyes, his dark blue pupils shrank tightly.

    He saw the girl on the bed looking at him gently, her brown eyes still very clear, and Yan Fan seemed to be mute.

    This scene was something he had wanted to see in his dreams many times in the past few days, but when he actually saw it, Yan Fan's mind went blank.

    His cheeks felt cold, as if something was flowing out of his eyes.

    Tears fell on Shen Wanqing's hands.

    Looking at the poor little boy crying in front of him, Shen Wanqing sighed.

    She stretched out her hand with difficulty and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of the little pitiful eyes, "Why are you crying? Am I awake?"

    ¡ª¡ª¡®Yan Fan, will you cry?  ¡¯¡ª¡ª

    'meeting.  ¡¯

    ¡ª¡ª¡®I thought as a monk, you had looked away.  ¡¯

    ¡ª¡ª¡®Looking away is a state of mind, crying is an emotion, and so is crying with joy.  ¡¯

    Will Yan Fan cry?

    No, he won't.

    Because he was not taught what the emotion of sadness is. The Buddha said that all sentient beings can be saved. The Buddha said that great compassion has no tears, great enlightenment has no words, and laughter has no sound. Those are the Buddha's words. Those are the feelings of the Buddha, not Yan Fan's feelings.

    Shen Wanqing looked at him who was crying and smiled softly, his lips pale, "So, are you crying for joy?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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